I was so so delighted when my good friend Arianna asked me to take part in her salute to outstanding cinema. I love the movies. Especially ones featuring the fine, fine lives of homosexual Americans. I knew I was in for a treat, therefore, when Arianna assigned me to celebrate Brokeback Mountain. First, let me assure you that this is a truly GAY film. Not one of those “lipstick lesbian” affairs that teases one, only to leave him tired and in need of a shower 3 minutes later. This is the real deal. Heck, my bottom was sore after just watching it! The movie explores the beautiful, fragile love to shared by two cowboys in an American state sometime before I became President. See back then men boinking other men wasn’t accepted like it is today. Thanks to my revolutionary civil rights legislation, however, a sore rectum is no longer a badge of shame. Back to the movie...These two fellas have had a miserable life under a Republican administration and find solace in each other’s homosexual grasp. No one understands their wonderful union...especially their vibrant, amorous, young wives (P.S. Ladies, I would like to extend an open invitation to ride the Presidential Bullet Train. ;). As one could expect under the Republican’s watch, things end badly...but the audience is left with a sense of hope... and promise...of a future day when a young boy from AR will rise to the office of President. In conclusion, I would like to say that Brokeback Mountain is the best movie ever made. Take my word for it, it’s an incredible ride...and some of the sheep aren’t half-bad looking either.
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
